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On September 9 the 239 Days team tracked to Hamilton!  We went to support the “Peace Train” celebration of the centenary of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s journey through Canada. We first entered into a large hall that was occupied with 800 people.  

The celebration was at the Liuna Train Station, which was fitting as ‘Abdu’l-Bahá had passed through Hamilton by train on that same day 100 years ago.

The event had a variety of musical performances, which included the Hamilton Children’s Choir, Adam Crossley, Nabil and Karim, Asher Lenz and many more. There were also acting performances by local youth. The youth focused on the importance of people their age making an impact on the world. 

Children were also incorporated in the celebration through videos, singing and acting. But what I liked the best was saved for the very end. On the last performance children from the audience were asked to march behind each other all around the room as if they were joining the “Peace Train.”   

The entire celebration was just under two hours but the hard work put together by the organizers was well acknowledged. Everyone in the audience enjoyed all the performances and kept talking about them long after it was finished.

Gazalle Ardekani

You may have noticed that at the top of each Daily Feature there is a greyed-out tab called “STORIFY.” It looks like this:

Storify is a new web app that enables people to “curate” social stories. That means that we can take all of the tweets that we have sent during each day, all your responses to them, and all your comments on Facebook and 239days.com and put them all together in one place at the end of each day. This way we can archive all the conversations we have and keep them forever. 

For example, here’s an image of the Storify we have completed for Day 60, when ‘Abdu’l-Bahá is in Philadelphia. Click here to go to the actual Storify page.

Storify has sharing buttons of its own along the top right of the Storify page. You can comment on the page directly to Twitter and Facebook, and you can share it, and you can even embed it in your own web pages if you like. Join Storify yourself to follow thousands of other social stories.

Every day we choose the best comments and tweets to include in our daily Storify feed. The more you comment on the social networks we use, the more you will show up in the feed. (But only if what you say is interesting enough!)

If you want to find out more about Storify go to: www.storify.com

Please let us know how you like it!

My name is Gazalle and I am the Social Media Editor at 239 Days in America. On the 12^th of January I ran into Caitlin by coincidence. It was a dark night in Toronto and I was meeting a few friends for dinner. As I was paying for parking at a lot near University Avenue and Adelaide someone called my name. The person was wearing a hood. After I got over my fear I realized it was Caitlin Jones!  She mentioned she had emailed me about a social media position for a project called 239 Days in America. I never got the email because she had sent it to the wrong address.

239 Days in America sounded like an interesting but confusing opportunity. It was hard for me to grasp it. It seemed like they wanted to tell a story using many social platforms. The problem was that these crazy lunatics were talking in the present tense about something that happened 100 years ago!

I joined the project because it seemed like an opportunity I couldn’t pass up. Coming from a corporate background in digital media to a digital humanities project has been quite a change but I’ve seen this project unfold over the 50 days. I am enjoying the features just like everyone else, but since our project is supposed to be a “social media documentary” I think we need to do a better job at bringing YOU into the conversation. 

I will be posting regularly on this blog to share with you the insides and challenges that we are facing, and I really want to invite your comments, thoughts and criticism of what we are doing.

Gazalle Ardekani

The wait is over! ‘Abdu’l-Bahá has arrived safely in New York. Our main site www.239Days.com is now live.

Our first feature has been posted chronicling ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s arrival on the SS Cedric. Each morning we’ll publish a new Daily Feature; this will continue throughout ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s 239-day journey through America. You will encounter him as Americans of the time did—little by little, day by day.

We are also tweeting out the highlights of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s daily itinerary in real time. Please follow us on Twitter, and, if you haven’t already, join the 239 Days in America community by liking us on Facebook. And please, share 239 Days in America with your own social networks.

As we ramp up in the upcoming weeks, we’ll release more social media components of 239Days.com. Stay tuned!

As the Cedric neared American shores, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá received Marconi wireless messages from California and Chicago. “We shall be at sea another day,” he said to his travel companions. “Steam power is truly a wonderful thing. If there were no such power, how would the vast oceans have been crossed?”

 ‘Abdu’l-Bahá spent much of the final days of the trip talking about the need for love and unity among humankind, and the destructive effects of prejudice, blind imitation, and disunity. Each morning, he said prayers with his travel companions. While the long journey from Egypt had mostly been recuperative, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá found he had little appetite, limiting himself to tea and soup. 

On April 10, a wireless message arrived from New York welcoming ‘Abdu’l-Bahá to America. The Cedric was just over a hundred miles from shore. At 9 p.m. that night, the lights of Long Island and New Jersey appeared in the distance. The Cedric anchored offshore near the breakwater, ready to enter New York harbor the next morning.

239 Days in America begins April 11. Please join us!

In Part 1 of this blog post, I told the story of how my good friend Jonathan Menon and I decided to use Twitter to deliver “real time history” about the centenary of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s visit to America. All this despite a confession that I loathe Twitter. This was two years ago. Now, a few days from launch, I thought I’d share something of how 239 Days in America evolved. 

My disdain for Twitter arose from the fact that I saw it as part of the continuing slide of literacy and communication that has come with technologies such as email and texting. (I once got an email resume from a student looking for job in the media industry with the one word subject heading: “hey…”)

But Jonathan and I quickly realized that Twitter just couldn’t do the story justice on its own, and that unfolding a narrative solely via hourly tweets would grow thin pretty quickly. We decided to focus Twitter’s use on delivering a “real-time itinerary” of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s journey, so you could follow his activities—where he goes and whom he meets—every day. Daily magazine-style articles would accompany it. Twitter would present events in a real-time flow, while the articles would flesh out the story in rich biographical detail.

You’ll get to read these articles starting April 11th. We hope you enjoy them. 

Here’s the rest of the story in fast-forward: We got considerable advice on evolving our social media strategy from a guru in the field, found an executive producer who chased much needed resources and money, added discussion forums, and added two wonderful full-time staff to coordinate details, develop content, manage the social media strategy, and promote it all. I’d like to send out a BIG THANKS to all of them now.

239 Days in America has only just begun. It will unfold over 239 days. We will present a range of content each day, but a social media project depends on an active network of interested people to make it successful. 

We hope you join the conversation. And please, share us with your own social networks!

Rob Sockett
Producer

The Cedric gleamed as it pushed through the white open waters. Up on deck, a band played music in the morning and evening. ‘Abdu’l-Bahá enjoyed the music, praised the musicians, and treated them with a generous  £4 tip.

The morning of April 5, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá strolled up and down the deck observing the volcanic peaks of the Azores through his field glass. By afternoon, his companions, as well some curious observers, gathered in the salon of the ship to be in his company. Among them was an American newspaper publisher. He first asked ‘Abdu’l-Bahá about Persia and then inquired about his journey to America.

‘Abdu’l-Bahá explained the purpose of his trip: “I am going to America at the invitation of peace congresses, as the fundamental principles of this Cause are the equality of the rights of men. As this age is the age of lights and the century of mysteries, this lofty purpose is sure to be universally acknowledged …”

The newspaper publisher was delighted. He wanted to kiss ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s hands, but ‘Abdu’l-Bahá gently stopped him and instead presented him with his prayer beads.

Stay tuned for our next update, April 6.

About two years ago, I had dinner with a good friend and business colleague of mine, Jonathan Menon. He presented me with an intriguing idea for a project that would use Twitter to deliver “real time history.”

There’s one thing you need to know before I continue: I loathe Twitter. I was delighted when the satirical site The Onion published an article on the ‘Nadir Of Western Civilization’ which lists the following as the penultimate moment before the apocalypse: “Twitter will be used to communicate a series of ideas so banal they will instantaneously negate the three centuries of the Renaissance.”

But Jonathan’s a convincing guy. Besides, we did have a long track record of creating pioneering web projects. If there were any unorthodox things to be done with social media, we were the ones to do it.

The subject matter would be the 100th anniversary of an event close to our hearts: the visit of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá to America. As Bahá’ís, the occasion is of great consequence to us. It is a compelling and improbable story. In 1912, an aging Persian man, just released from 40 years of imprisonment at the hands of the Ottoman Empire, traveled across North America for 239 days, and confronted Americans with a vision of human nature, social unity, and the nation’s future that was 100 years ahead of its time.

Jonathan proposed we reconstruct this little-known period in history, essentially hour-by-hour, for the entire 239 days. Using Twitter, it would be delivered in real time, shifted precisely 100 years into the future. 

We would soon dub this little experiment a “Social Media Documentary.” For the first time, Twitter made sense to me. At least for this single, one-time, never-to-be-repeated use. I even got a Twitter account.

Rob Sockett
Producer

Stay tuned for Part 2: The project grows…and grows…and grows…

‘Abdu’l-Bahá came to enjoy his daily routine. In the afternoons he would have tea with his fellow passengers, as the Cedric cruised west through the Mediterranean. One day, the discussion turned to the subject of transportation itself. They conversed on the wonders of ships and trains, and the newest form of transportation: the airplane.

‘Abdu’l-Bahá—who was known to applaud material development—warned of how progress, if left unchecked, can have the gravest of consequences. He warned of a future when: “Those who have provided the means for transporting arms and ammunition, and the instruments of wars and massacres on earth, will do so in the air.”

It was a theme ‘Abdu’l-Bahá would return to throughout his trip: the relationship between materialism and militarism. On this day, he was ominously prophetic: “There will come to exist such instruments as to cause all the means of destruction in the past to be looked upon as children’s playthings.”

On the morning of April 3, the ship passed through the Strait of Gibraltar. ‘Abdu’l-Bahá took the field glasses and surveyed the land around him. The ship slid past by the southern tip of the Iberian Peninsula, that famous piece of land known as the Rock of Gibraltar. It pressed onward, leaving Europe and Africa behind.

Stay tuned for our next update, April 4.

On March 28, 1912, the ship taking ‘Abdu’l-Bahá to America made a stop in Naples. Italy and Turkey were in the midst of a brutal war over Tripoli. Fellow passengers urged ‘Abdu’l-Bahá to stay on board lest he be mistaken for a Turk. He and his companions complied, surveying the city’s magnificent gardens from the ship’s deck.

The Cedric remained at port for two days. On the second day came unfortunate news. A physician decided that three of ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s companions had eye infections and must remain behind. One of them was ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s grandson, Shoghi Effendi.

The next morning the ship returned to the open water. “These Italians took us for Turks,” he said.

But ‘Abdu’l-Bahá took the misfortune with equanimity: “There is a wisdom in this matter which will become known later.”

Stay tuned for our next update, April 2…

The S.S. Cedric passes the Rock of Gibraltar destined for America.

On March 25, 1912, ‘Abdu’l-Bahá boarded the ship that would take him to America. The S.S. Cedric, a steam ship from the White Star Line, departed Egypt amidst much fanfare. Over the next few days it would traverse the Mediterranean Sea, heading towards its first stop in Naples, Italy. ‘Abdu’l-Bahá commented that although the sea was rough, the sheer size of the Italian liner made its throes virtually unnoticeable.

By morning, the humidity that hung thick in the air in the port city of Alexandria gave way to the lighter air of the open sea. ‘Abdu’l-Bahá commented that it made all the difference in the world to his aching bones.

‘Abdu’l-Bahá was joined by six travel companions on the open deck. He was approached an America woman who had heard something of the Bahá’í teachings. She told the group she was a Unitarian and asked ‘Abdu’l-Bahá if he had a message for her congregation back in New York. He replied: “The most important of all intentions is to spread the love of God, to establish harmony and oneness among people. This is what distinguishes man from animal.”

Over the next few days, this pattern continued: fellow passengers engaging ‘Abdu’l-Bahá in weighty conversations, almost always of a spiritual nature, and ‘Abdu’l-Bahá speaking of the nobility of the human race, yet often reminding them that we had not yet reached “maturity.”

The evening of March 27, magnificent volcanoes appeared on the horizon as the ship moved through the Strait of Messina. By morning, it had docked in Naples.

Stay tuned for our next update, March 30…

The S.S. Cedric docks in Naples. ‘Abdu’l-Bahá and his companions remain onboard—all are concerned for their safety!

The most violent demonstration so far from the women’s suffragist movement took place this month. It happened in the UK, but American newspapers are talking all about it. British suffragist leader Emmeline Pankhurst and her “mob of infuriated amazons,” about 150 women, smashed the windows of stores on major streets in London. They hurled stones, bolts, hammers and even old vegetables at the windows. Some threw stones at the Downing Street home of Prime Minister Asquith. Police had a difficult time identifying the perpetrators, but the mob was eventually arrested.

Their trial was “highly entertaining.” Pankhurst was defiant: “We don’t mind going to jail. We like it. Until we get the power to make laws, we shall continue to break laws, and windows…We shall pester the life out of the government.”

Pankurst was sentenced to nine months in prison and the Women’s Social and Political Union, the organization Pankurst formed, is being held accountable for the damages, which amount to an estimated $100,000. From the confines of her cell, Pankhurst has gone on a hunger strike. She has been force fed by a tube since then. Suffragists refer to this feeding method as “sickening…violence” and descriptions of their pain have begun to permeate the consciousness of the nation.

[Source: BRITISH SUFFRAGISTS ARE HAVING A “BLOOMIN’ JOLLY TIME” BREAKING WINDOWS –150 JAILED, The Day Book (Chicago, Ill.), March 2, 1912]

[Source: FRENZIED MOB OF WOMEN RAID LONDON SHOPS, The Salt Lake City Tribune, March 2, 1912]

(Source: chroniclingamerica.loc.gov)

‘Abdu’l-Bahá arrives in 34 days. Since January 1, we’ve shared stories that tell the sights and sounds of 1912. We chose them to provide some context for the kinds of subjects he will tackle when he gets here.

In 1912 British newspapers and magazines had already given Americans an idea of the kind of person he was and some of what he had to say, because he had visited London and Paris the previous autumn.

So, now that we’re in the final stretch to DAY 1,  we thought it’d be a good time to give you a sense of the conversations he was starting. He had a unique take on gender, race, justice, the role of religion in modern society, and on America’s place in the emerging global order. A century later, these subjects continue to shape our public conversation.

Now we want to start some conversations with you!

Gazalle Ardekani
Social Media Editor

Welcome to The Making Of, a new regular feature of 239 Days In America here on Tumblr.

If you’ve been following us for a while on Twitter or Facebook, you’ll know we are creating a Social Media Documentary about ‘Abdu’l-Bahá’s journey across North America in 1912. Starting April 11, we will reconstruct his journey moment by moment, over several different channels at once, including Twitter, Facebook, Tumblr, Storify, Foursquare, and, most importantly, in daily magazine-style feature stories on our website at www.239Days.com.

Join us on our journey of learning

But telling an engaging story is only part of it. Learning how to use social media to tell stories is one of our major goals. That’s why we’re starting this new recurring blog feature. In The Making Of we’ll share our informal thinking about the work we’re doing, and the questions we are coming up against in bringing this documentary to you. The idea is to be a bit more casual here, a bit more personal, to ask for your insights into the choices we’re making, to make you feel like you’re an important part of our project—more than just a broadcast audience.

Thanks for your interest,

Jonathan Menon
Editor-In-Chief

“My hat’s in the ring. The fight is on, and I’m stripped to the buff!” — Colonel Roosevelt yesterday in Cleveland.

In the Wild West, when a man decided he was willing to fight all comers, he would throw his hat in the prize ring, just as a knight used to throw down his gauntlet during the high age of medieval chivalry. The Colonel, who has bequeathed such darling phrases to American political speech, has done it again with this little rhetorical nugget.

But today in New York he seems astonished that he even said it! The New York World:

“Col. Roosevelt, upon his arrival to-day from his flying visit to Ohio positively refused to discuss the present whereabouts of his hat,” says the New York World. “…[H]e was quite peevish when the New York reporters sought to learn more about the hat.”

This is a bit much. For months Teddy has been dodging the question of whether or not he is a candidate for President. Conflicting reports have shown up in the press on both sides of the issue, even as his henchmen have been registering him for the new, upcoming “primary elections” that will be held for the first time in 1912.

One wonders how he ever accomplished so much when he was President if he can’t even make up his mind!

Hereafter Junius Senatore will have to stay home Sundays and mind his seven children while Mrs. Senatore goes out for recreation. Magistrate Dobbs in New Jersey avenue Police Court, East New York, to-day decreed it, thus:

Any woman with seven children has a right to demand that her husband stay home one day a week to take his share of the care of the family.

Yesterday Senatore appeared before M[a]gistrate Dobbs and demanded a warrant for his wife, Rose, who, he declared, broke up his derby hats and hid his clothes to prevent him from going out Sundays. He also alleged she locked the door and saw to it that he never had clothes better than his work-a-day suit. Magistrate Dobbs granted the warrant and to-day Mrs. Senatore appeared with seven small children trailing behind. When asked by the Court what she meant by detaining her husband she pointed to her children.

“Your Honor,” she said, “they belong to us both. I take care of them six days and do my work and he is not willing to stay with them one day and let me out.”

She cheerfully admitted she had hidden her husband’s clothing, compelling him to see her side of the case.

Senatore promised to obey the Court’s rule.

[Source: HE’LL STAY HOME SUNDAY TO MIND THE SEVEN KIDS, The Evening World, February 21, 1912, 5.]

“Carmelia Russo, 11 years old, one of the group of strikers’ children who were brought here from Lawrence, Mass., on February 10, was found at 8 o’clock last night crying in front of a bakery at 4387 Third avenue. The girl told the police she was brought here with two brothers, Anthony, 9, and Joseph, 10, and had been staying with a family in East 183d street. The only name she could remember was Tony.

“Carmelia was sobb[i]ng and to women who gathered around her said she was lost and hungry. They gave her all the cakes she could eat and then notified the Tremont police station. The child was well clothed and wore earrings and a ring, which she said she got from the family in 183d street. The police too her to the Children’s society rooms for the night.”

[Source: “LITTLE LAWRENCE GIRL LOST,” The Sun, February 20, 1912, 1.]

Philadelphia, Feb. 18 — Governor Wilson of New Jersey, who was the principal speaker at a peace meeting held here to-night under the auspices of the Universal Peace Union, declared in his address that “industrial peace must precede the peace of nations.”

“You cannot have international amity until we have gained industrial equity,” he said.

After declaring sympathy with the purposes of the meeting Governor Wilson said:

What is needed is enlightenment in our own affairs as well as international questions. Mankind is an impartial jury, not because mankind is all-wise, but because most of them are not directly interested. So long as people’s knavery does not lie all in one direction we are safe. America started right with a declaration addressed to “a decent respect for the opinions of mankind.” It is necessary that we get back to that fundamental belief. As soon as we are just to the people of the United States we will be in a position to be an instrument for universal peace.

[Source: “INDUSTRIAL PEACE  FIRST,” New York Tribune, February 19, 1912, 5.]

“THERE WAS A GREAT TURMOIL IN THE MONKEY HOUSE in the New York Zoological Park yesterday morning, when the nine “highbrow” apes got into a fight while going through a rehearsal of the kindergarten act, which is soon to be one of the attractions for visitors to the park. Raymond L. Ditmars, the curator, and several keepers got mixed up in the mêlée, trying to separate the angry teacher and the pupils. Baldy, the prize ape of the collection, was installed as teacher for the first time, and in the future he will be chained to his chair to restrain him in his endeavors to impart knowledge to his pupils.

“Baldy was sitting on the chair facing his class of eight—composed of Susie, Mimi, Babe, Mike, Dick, Louis, Bettie and Coco—when the “rough house” began. Mr. Ditmars had drawn a picture of an ape on a blackboard. The sight of it caused Coco to spring from his chair and push his bullet-shaped head through the thin blackboard. As he leaped from his chair he hit Baldy a whack and sent him sprawling.

“But Baldy had no intention of letting such an incident pass without a substantial reprimand. He grabbed his chair, gave it a swing around his head and the weapon descended on the head of the excited Coco with such force that the pupil was stunned. Not satisfied with hitting Coco only, Baldy went after Mike and Dick, both of whom had taken advantage of the rumpus to settle an old grudge. While Mike was pulling the ears of his adversary Baldy sailed into both of them and sent them scampering to the tops of window sills, while Babe, Susie and the others endeavored to climb on top of the cages to get out of the way of the chair.

“Mr. Ditmars and his assistants did not succeed in getting possession of the chair until Baldy had cracked them over the shins with it a couple of times. Then he was chained to it. Gradually the other members of the class were coaxed down from their perches with tempting pieces of banana and apple. The school was assembled once more, but the blackboard was useless, as it was almost demolished when Coco shoved his head through it.

“… Coco, the cause of all the trouble yesterday, bears his name because of the size and shape of his cranium. Whenever he gets angry he bangs it against the floor of his cage with such force that it can be heard all over the primate house.”

Source: “MONKEY SCHOOL IN FIGHT,” New York Tribune, February 19, 1912, 3.

Images: Top: Baldy in Uniform; Middle: Baldy as a young chimp; Bottom: Baldy in the New York Tribune, February 19, 1912, 3.